A Tourist Snapshot

A Tourist Snapshot

Twin peaks. But one lay flat

in Reflection Lake – a gleaming image

of Rainier, inverted at our feet;

a snow cone wrapped

in a deep blue skirt,

with fir trees crowding black around;

a scene to breathe in,

to draw up from the water;

to develop

and absorb; to print on the mind

indelible.

A car was heard. It was coming fast.

With a skid it stopped; a window dropped; a camera clicked; the car sped off.

A tourist had just passed.